tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post4211857060464200677..comments2023-09-21T05:54:16.094-07:00Comments on 3 Bedroom Bungalow to Let in Crazytown: Three-Alarm FloodingUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-63007709771817349852008-11-18T20:10:00.000-08:002008-11-18T20:10:00.000-08:00I would have done the same thing, except the probl...I would have done the same thing, except the problem is that I already know what our firemen look like here in Podunk, and it's just not worth the effort.<BR/><BR/>Great post, SB!Lolahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07370267947354641941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-69283478686867163912008-11-18T09:38:00.000-08:002008-11-18T09:38:00.000-08:00So, after the firefighters got you all worked up, ...So, after the firefighters got you all worked up, did Jeremy help "put the fire out" later at the hotel?Badass Geekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01030944236271663794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-52432830180076377092008-11-17T23:06:00.000-08:002008-11-17T23:06:00.000-08:00Miles and miles of firehose huh? Is that what you ...Miles and miles of firehose huh? Is that what you call it?<BR/><BR/>(Did I ever tell you that I can't say rural? I can't. I just can't. I'm a rural failure.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-50692551622699151012008-11-17T21:29:00.000-08:002008-11-17T21:29:00.000-08:00There is a fireman living down my street. I also p...There is a fireman living down my street. I also pass our fire station twice daily (except Wednesdays, when I am not scheduled) when I travel to and from work. It is with a great deal of authority that I can let you know Iowa's firefighters could use a little work.<BR/><BR/>I also need to work up a reason to have Jen come totally guest post my blog up. That girl brings the thunder wherever she goes!for a different kind of girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431273646365489225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-46759918878808298312008-11-17T21:02:00.000-08:002008-11-17T21:02:00.000-08:00You had me at firemen! I have caught myself doing ...You had me at firemen! I have caught myself doing double takes while going by a fire station when the hubs is with me. But they shouldn't be hanging out washing their truck without shirts! Well, they should but only when I'm alone. ;o)Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12525264720105877075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-51922990783211042602008-11-17T20:54:00.000-08:002008-11-17T20:54:00.000-08:00How dare they show up fully clothed!!How dare they show up fully clothed!!Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13169651319563063662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-7565638568086819732008-11-17T20:53:00.000-08:002008-11-17T20:53:00.000-08:00My hubby is a fireman. He looks good in uniform bu...My hubby is a fireman. He looks good in uniform but he won't be on a calendar any time soon. It's a little something we lovingly refer to as nipple in a nest, that and his six pack is more like an under inflated car tire. But I dig him.Mrsbearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16338013137281543065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-85949583374176871212008-11-17T17:28:00.000-08:002008-11-17T17:28:00.000-08:00Can't believe you stayed there for six more months...Can't believe you stayed there for six more months. I think I would have been outta there right away.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-59522637086383272652008-11-17T17:04:00.000-08:002008-11-17T17:04:00.000-08:00now I know what I'll be thinking about tonight. I...now I know what I'll be thinking about tonight. I mean later. I mean.....where's that husband of mine??Vodka Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04734323418017847775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-89772287290332568822008-11-17T14:24:00.000-08:002008-11-17T14:24:00.000-08:00Ha ha, lost your bucket privileges.Great story! F...Ha ha, lost your bucket privileges.<BR/><BR/>Great story! Firemen are awesome, really, even without freshly waxed chests they are true heroes.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-90735130898255555672008-11-17T13:55:00.000-08:002008-11-17T13:55:00.000-08:00I like living near a fire station on account of ge...I like living near a fire station on account of getting to walk past and look at the cute boys washing there engines....mmmm.Jenny Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12943823729806115657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-35253647107189356272008-11-17T13:15:00.000-08:002008-11-17T13:15:00.000-08:00Man, some people have all the luck. We lived in a ...Man, some people have all the luck. We lived in a basement duplex and all we god from the upstairs flood was wet walls and the crazy landlord (aka my dad) yappin about making nail holes in the wall. Thankfully we didn't live there long, couple of months before we found our house. I don't miss that place at all. It had "fancy" wood paneling, felt like you were waking up in a coffin every morning. Plus the gargantuan people upstairs who didnt watch their kids. No joke one day one of their kids was peeing on our window. Those kids peed on everything they came in contact with. Sorry, I should quit bragging, I know I had it made, ha ha ha. Though it might have been worth the whole deal if firemen had shown up. Course drowing all the spiders we lived with might be considered an upside of it all.....The Farmers Wifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07250795452919159567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-69012698244475090352008-11-17T12:43:00.000-08:002008-11-17T12:43:00.000-08:00and people always said you couldn't keep your head...and people always said you couldn't keep your head in a serious situation.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00873541253069090821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-23417446584818071932008-11-17T12:02:00.000-08:002008-11-17T12:02:00.000-08:00My Honey's a volunteer fireman. I have full bucket...My Honey's a volunteer fireman. I have full bucket privileges. Life is good.Anndihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08703154815958841195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-75322043040780900372008-11-17T10:47:00.000-08:002008-11-17T10:47:00.000-08:00Well, at least you had your priorities right in th...Well, at least you had your priorities right in the case of an emergency ...Chris Woodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01621838021756564517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-10151887485463641672008-11-17T10:18:00.000-08:002008-11-17T10:18:00.000-08:00Mrs Steenky Bee there are LOTS of hot, young firem...Mrs Steenky Bee there are LOTS of hot, young firemen in Southern Cali, trouble is they're always working! Damn Santa Ana's!<BR/><BR/>I once dressed up as a firemen for Halloween, but I didn't have the, er, muscle, to back it up.<BR/><BR/>Heh.PAPATVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09106116060609815894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-83119071554931173992008-11-17T10:17:00.000-08:002008-11-17T10:17:00.000-08:00Ahh, firemen...Give me just a moment while I get a...Ahh, firemen...Give me just a moment while I get a visual in my head.<BR/><BR/>OK, got it. <BR/><BR/>You know what I love? When you're at the grocery store and a truck full of firemen come in to do their weekly grocery shopping. One time I got escorted out of Safeway because I was allegedly making some firemen in the produce department "uncomfortable." I mean, all I did was ask one of them to check my melons. I wasn't sure if they were ripe or not. Some people are so sensitive these days.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-70584443848641094212008-11-17T09:41:00.000-08:002008-11-17T09:41:00.000-08:00Silly Steenky! Everyone knows the firemen don't g...Silly Steenky! Everyone knows the firemen don't get nekkid unless you play Donna Summer's "Hot Stuff" on your boom box...Jennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08982881362706361805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-29295580929385102782008-11-17T08:31:00.000-08:002008-11-17T08:31:00.000-08:00Wow. You're the first person I know to be rescued...Wow. You're the first person I know to be rescued by a fireman. Or close enough to being rescued, anyway. I mean, your wedding album definitely has pictures of you in it, so really when you think about it you were totally being carried around in the arms of a fire fighter. That's hot.HeatherPridehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03860275128883460043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-7500753411852946602008-11-17T07:51:00.000-08:002008-11-17T07:51:00.000-08:00You are a funny girl. And a guest blogger extraord...You are a funny girl. And a guest blogger extraordinaire.<BR/><BR/>EllieMe, You, or Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13159195620327366257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-76693326915954733192008-11-17T07:47:00.000-08:002008-11-17T07:47:00.000-08:00I have two firemen that live on my street. I don't...I have two firemen that live on my street. I don't know, they just don't do anything for me.Captain Dumbasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214826608461609241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-84986818596206704242008-11-17T07:36:00.000-08:002008-11-17T07:36:00.000-08:00My older brother is a fireman... he's married thou...My older brother is a fireman... he's married though. I can send you pictures?!? He's gross. Boys have cooties.Caseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13477976300026766137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-84555745709266810972008-11-17T07:30:00.000-08:002008-11-17T07:30:00.000-08:00Whaaaaaat? They didn't have those fancy breakaway ...Whaaaaaat? They didn't have those fancy breakaway pants? You know, so if you happened to <I>WHOOPS </I> slip in the water, and for safety's sake grab the closest thing nearby (which happened to be a handful of fireman pants) which then of course meant <I>OMIGOD.... Pants-less! </I> I hear firemen have FANTASTIC thighs. Sigh.<BR/>I mean, really! What kind of fire department was this?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-87097867736562022962008-11-17T07:05:00.000-08:002008-11-17T07:05:00.000-08:00All the firemen who worked on that big fire on our...All the firemen who worked on that big fire on our street were fully clothed too. It was terribly disappointing. Really, that was why we evacuated ... when they say "nothing to see here", they mean it. Who knew?Momma Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047263656994476297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1657583850704081049.post-88919081199297766022008-11-17T06:21:00.000-08:002008-11-17T06:21:00.000-08:00Good to know they don't like having buckets of wat...Good to know they don't like having buckets of water thrown on them. All these years, I've had a bucket near the front door just in case. You can never be too prepared for the hotness you know.The Stiletto Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10206822797293852486noreply@blogger.com